I’m goin' broke, can’t find no work
I’m only twenty-one.
The sh*t they sold, must be a joke,
Out here it ain’t no fun.
I’m twenty-one, I’m twenty-one,
I want to go back home,
But I can’t go, my mom foreclosed,
I guess I’ll run run run.
I’ve got debt up to my neck.
Debt collectors makin' me sweat.
Paycheck to paycheck, bad credit.
Impossible for me to pay my rent.
I’m just twenty-one,
Tryin' to find a way to have a little fun.
Just wanna dance 'til the morning sun.
If I see the landlord I’ma run run run.
If I see the landlord I’ma run run run.
Is it secondhand? No, that’s vintage.
Sippin' free wine, party crashin' in the village
Doin' what I can to try and live wealthy
Bet you can’t tell 'cause I stay so stealthy.
Change in our pockets but we look like stars.
Don’t you know our limo is a subway car?
Got a fish in a bowl, call it an aquarium
Up on the rooftop, that’s my planetarium.
Workin' on a Benz but I’ve only got a wheel,
Gotta be entrepreneurial to bring home the cereal.
Out here the fire escape is a terrace.
If you squint your eyes, looks just like Paris.
Pardon my french but f*ck this sh*t,
Had more cash in the piggy when I was a kid.
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I’ve got debt up to my neck.
Debt collectors makin' me sweat.
Paycheck to paycheck, bad credit.
Impossible for me to pay my rent.
I’m just twenty-one,
Tryin' to find a way to have a little fun.
Just wanna dance 'til the morning sun.
If I see the landlord I’ma run run run.
Runs in my hose? No, that’s fishnets.
Mice in the kitchen, we treat 'em like house pets.
Doin' what I can to stay out the red,
Came up short so I gotta sublet my bed.
Change in our pockets but we make it go far,
Let’s find a wedding with an open bar.
Under the radar, turn up the fader.
Croutons in my pockets, save 'em for later.
Rich kids, I’m nice cause I need an investor.
But I really think you’re better off spinmin' in a blender
Trust fund baby, wanna be like us.
You take the jet, we take the bus.
Don’t go talking like you get this sh*t.
If you wanna play you gotta pay for it.
I’ve got debt up to my neck.
Debt collectors makin' me sweat.
Paycheck to paycheck, bad credit.
Impossible for me to pay my rent.
I’m just twenty-one,
Tryin' to find a way to have a little fun.
Just wanna dance 'til the morning sun.
If I see the landlord I’ma run run run.

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